Inspiration:
What calls to you? What does it call you to?
The Call
Moses
It would have been
an ordinary day. One we might,
with the eyes of our
frantic world, call peaceful.
Just the light ringing of the
belled herd, a hawk’s cry
sharp through the dry air,
just another bead in the long
string of days. Except. There.
A blaze that neither spreads
nor diminishes, a desert shrub
transformed into pure passion.
What would you say when
that absolute intensity called
your name? Your language
might be different from that
long-ago shepherd, but there
is only one possible response.
When that voice calls,
you will say what Moses
so simply declared.
“Hineni” “Here I am.”
by Lynn Ungar
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